Wet grass and inky skylines,
Dusty summers have us
Remembering starlight;

When forever was on our fingertips;
When home was always wherever we
Chose.

Sun kissed and infallible,
Sleep was the shadow of a
Space forgotten with winter;

Forgotten under the dappled shadows in May;
Forgotten in the water, the warmth of seemingly everlasting.

On our backs in a tangled night,
Ironically-the sunshine had us
Remembering starlight.

Shedding our skin and being
Born baby-serpent-new.

Remembering the taste of dirt and of freedom;
Remembering the sting of a crazy memory made:

In bright, and in night, we were brought warmth-
A respite,
Of a most dampening life,
One dictated by walls and
By strife.

Yet she insists with hope and delight--
*Remember the starlight.